The Warner sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1885-1???, 1887-09-09
JIM POULDER'S MISTAKE.
A Pleasant Story of New Jersey Life.

windows of the railway car were open
There was q breeze stirring; and
though a cloud OF dust was blown in
it was also blown out, with the ex
ception of a tired portion which stop,
ped to rest on the clothes of the pas
Sengers, or burFowed for its own safety
n their ears or nostrlls. There were
Dnly two vacant seats in the car,
md at Pankehap station two per,
ions came in to fill them. One oil
these was an old man-on g. second
bok, he was probably not over So
With iron-gray hair partly covered by
slouChed felt hat, and clad in a new
suit of gray stuff that seemed to have
been made for some one else. With
him was a young and very pretty girl,
whose dress was of ordinary stuff, but
well.ftting, and who was well-gloved
and we'll shod.
The observer would set down the
two for a well-to-do farmer and his
daughter, who wers travelling for bus
mess or pleasure. The mar locked
around. The two vacant seats were
on opposite sides of the car. In one
of them sat a young, well-dressed,
and apparently self-satisfed gentle
man, and the space by his side was
occupied by a handbag of crocodile
leather and a spring overcoat. In the
other was another young man, net
quite so extravagantly dressed,
though neatly clad, and not as hand
some as the first, though he had an
open and intelligent countenance.
The farmer looked around, and, mo-
tioning his daughter to the vacant
seat, said:
'SThere's a place for you, Lucy"
Then, turning to theyoung man with
the satchel, he asked: "Seat engaged?"
The young man looked up, curled
his lip superciliously, and said: "Man
TO ell it II be here presently, Idare
say"
"Ahl" said thefarmer, cooliy remov-
ing the gripsack and overcoat, and
placing them on the young mans lap;
then I'll occupy 1t until he comes.''
And he seated himself accordingly,
while the young man glared at him.
The one on the other side looked
amused; and then rising said: "You
had better exchange seats with me,
sir, and then theyounglady and your.
self win be together"
Thank YOU" was the farmers re-
ply; and the exchange ives quietly ef-
fected. The two young men were evil
IDENTIFY acquainted; for the courteous
one said to the other, in q low voice:
slim Poulder, you made q mistake
there"
II never make mistakes, Frank
Boiling" replied the other. 81 dare
say youth make your fortune some OF
these days by being polite to the
nnoa nonnlation: but my fortune
Is already made"
The FIRST speaker said nothing more,
but drawing a newspaper from his
pocket, opened and ran his eye over
It's columns.
Poulder yaWned a little, and at
last said: sThis is too dull for yours
faithfully, James Poulder. I'll 90 in-
to the smoking-car and take a Whit.
Have q snifter?" he inquired, produc-
ing q pocket-iask."
"No, thank you," replied Boiling.
THAT stuff is rather to fiery for me-
"Here goes alone, then. That's as
fine brandy as ever crossed the ocean.
Day-dayl Keep an eve To my traps,
will your aud don't give up nv seat
to every c0tntry yokel who asks it,"
The elegant young gentleman shook
himself, and made his way forward to
the car especially provided for fumi-
cation.
When he had gons the old man
leaned over the arm Of his seAt and
addressed Boiling.
Excuse me, sir, but didn't your
friend who has left say that his name
was James Pouider2''
"eThat's il his name, Sir, replied
the young man; ssbut he is not exact
ly a friend OF mine though we live IN
the same place, and / know him very
we'll
May Inquire where he is from?"
Yes, sir; Careysburg."
sSon oil Peter B. Poulder, the great
pork packer there, isn't he?n
Eyes, SIR
Ills father should deal with him.
At would be quite IN HIS linz"
"Oh, papalv said o sweet, reproach-
sgl voice, as those near who head the
c0iloQlg Uttered.
'16as q TACT Lucy" rejoined the
learner.
1na old man, who was evidently in
falieent, Suffered into q general con.